All Chapters of CRUEL DESIRES: MY BULLY TURNED STEP BROTHER : Chapter 121 - Chapter 129

129 Chapters

The Middle Row

Gabriel's POV "You want to kiss me?" Scott murmured, his voice dropping into a low, rough register. I nodded slowly, tilting my head forward as I leaned closer to his face. The space between us completely dissolved as he pulled in closer, his eyes darkening with sudden anticipation. But just before his lips could touch mine...I dodged. I twisted my head at the very last second, letting his lips graze roughly against my cheek instead. With a small cold smirk, I placed my palms against his chest and shoved him off. He staggered back a couple of steps, completely caught off guard, but a knowing, amused smile quickly crept onto his face. "You took too long," I said, casually stepping around him as I stood up from the rolling chair. "C'mon, don't tease me like that, Gabe," he groaned, shaking his head. I didn't give him room to argue. I caught him firmly by the hand. The moment my fingers wrapped around his, his expression shifted again....he was clearly expecting me to pull him ba

Rolls Royce

Gabriel's POV Derek stood entirely frozen, completely shocked to see me react like that. For a split second, his grip remained locked on the frame of my phone, but I didn't give him the chance to recover. I aggressively dragged it straight out of his hand, reclaiming it with a sharp jerk before leaving him standing there in the front of my desk. I immediately looked down, refusing to give him another second of my attention. "Let's go," he muttered darkly to his dogs. To my surprise, he didn't cause a massive scene like I thought he would. He just retreated, leading his group toward the upper rows. I went right back to scrolling on my phone mindlessly, using the distraction to finally reply to the mountain of messages Erica and Mike had bombarded me with over the last forty eight hours. Within minutes, the professor finally strolled into the hall, and the class officially started. Halfway through the lesson, I casually tilted my head toward the back of the room. My eyes instan

Cruelty

Gabriel's POV The sleek door swung open and you wouldn't believe it, but the person who stepped out of the luxury vehicle was none other than Scott himself. "Hey, Gabe," he said, a bright easy smile spreading across his face. He glanced over at Erica and Mike, nodding a polite greeting. They both offered a slightly stunned, synchronized wave back. "Is he your boyfriend?" Erica immediately whispered directly into my ear, her eyes practically popping out of her skull. "Is he the reason you look so gorgeous today...omg!" "Aspiring boyfriend," Scott cut in smoothly, keeping that infuriatingly charming smile fixed on his lips. "And yeah I told him he looked way better without his glasses." "Awwnn!" Erica and Mike cooed at the exact same time, blushing at each other while nudging my shoulders playfully. I looked at Scott, and then my eyes drifted back to the gleaming hood of the car. I mean, I knew Derek came from an incredibly wealthy family, but I realized I knew absolutely n

Rage

Derek's POV "Arghhh! Arghh!"Brenda’s desperate, breathless cries echoed sharply against the cold concrete walls of my apartment. I didn't care. My knuckles were buried deep in her black hair, pulling her head back with a cruel unyielding grip as I pinned her down against the desk. She was frantically clawing at the polished wood, her fingernails scraping the surface as I thrust into her with full, unforgiving force.It was rough. It was violent. But it was entirely empty."Fuck! Fuck!" I growled, a dark, suffocating wave of pure frustration crashing over me.The heat wasn't right. The friction felt completely wrong. With a sudden irritated grunt, I abruptly pulled myself out of her, pushing her body away from me with enough force to make her stumble against the desk. Without a single spare glance, I turned my back on her, marching straight to the bed and slumping heavily onto the unmade bed, my chest heaving.Brenda stood frozen for a moment, her breathing ragged as she tried to fix

Get Out

Derek's POV I gripped my steering wheel so tight, driving as fast as the engine would allow. The tires violently screeched against the road, fighting for traction at every sharp turn. I leave Gabriel alone for one fucking minute and he already lets my cousin slide into his bed? How dare he? How dare he do this to me? I swerved around the surrounding traffic, blowing straight through red lights without a single thought of slowing down. It was 11:00 PM. By now, I was entirely certain they were already wrapped up in each other. Was it the first round? Or were they already on their second? I thought the bastard was supposedly sick....how the hell can he be hospitalized for a fever and still have the pathetic energy to be fucked? I am going to kill Scott. Tonight, I swear on my mother’s name, I will end him. The moment I reached his building, I didn't even bother parking properly. I slammed on the brakes, cut the ignition, and threw myself out of my car, leaving the driver's side door

Bouquets

Scott's POV I sat on the edge of the bed, carefully tending to Gabriel's wounded leg. I could tell from the look on his face that he wasn't just hurt by the physical gash, but by the very person who had inflicted it. Derek might think he possesses all the strength in the world, but in the end, what is the actual use of power when you don't even have the brains to use it properly? "Ouch!" Gabriel winced, instantly flinching his leg away from my hands. I stared straight into his eyes. "I am sorry, Gabe," I said softly, adjusting the bandage. "I told you before. Derek is nothing but poison to you." Gabriel didn't respond. He just turned his head, staring blankly out the window as if he were waiting for someone to suddenly climb through the glass. He was probably still thinking about him. He had told Derek to leave, and strangely, Derek actually complied without throwing his usual tantrum. He just obeyed and walked out. "All done," I said, gently moving his leg so it rested comfort

Complete Stranger

Gabriel's POV "You know what? Let me just call Derek. I need to ask him," Scott said, already reaching into his pocket for his phone. "No... don't bother," I said, my voice flat. "Why?" he asked, pausing. "Because I don't care. I want to go to sleep." I responded back. "Dude, we have to ask," Erica complained, crossing her arms tightly. "Only Derek knows about your leg. What if it's a stalker? Or something worse?" I looked at the massive mountain of pink petals, then at the deep red ones next to them. "People only stalk hot people. So that just means I am hot," I said, casually pulling the duvet over my shoulders as I lay back down. The three of them just stared at me like I had suddenly turned to an alien. Honestly, I didn't care who sent the flowers. Beside I was already certain Derek had sent them both. After ordering some food to be delivered to my room, Scott and my friends finally packed up their things and left, locking the door behind them. I let out a long, heavy s

Don't tell me what to do

Derek's POV The second I heard movement downstairs, I stormed down the staircase.The raw aggression from last night was still burning hot under my skin, and the moment my feet hit the marble floor, I sighted him. He was strolling casually into my living room, looking entirely too proud of himself."Scott!" I roared.He halted dead in his tracks and turned to face me, his hands lazily shoved deep into his pockets."What?" he asked, slowly raising a single, mocking eyebrow. "You want to start another fight?"I forced my jaw tight, my vision blurring slightly as I tried with everything I had not to lunge forward and shatter his nose."What is your intention with Gabriel?" I asked, my voice dangerously low, laced with suppressed, shaking anger."My intention..." He dragged the words out, a small, irritating smirk forming on his lips. "I believe that is absolutely none of your business."He took a step forward, trying to brush past me like I was air, but I slammed my open palm against hi

Unseen Eyes

Gabriel's POV I woke up to the relentless, buzzing vibration of my phone vibrating against the nightstand. I lazily stretched my hand out and picked it up, squinting at the screen. Twenty missed calls from Derek. Five from Scott. Two from Erica. "Urghh." I sat up in bed, rubbing the sleep from my eyes. I scrolled through the call log, staring at the screen. Who was I even supposed to call back first? I stopped on Derek's name. Twenty-two missed calls. Really? He was so dramatic, always going completely over the board. It was pathetic. I tossed the phone back onto the mattress and swung my legs out of bed. I paused. Why was everyone calling me so frantically? What if Derek was actually in some kind of trouble or danger? I closed my eyes and shook my head, cutting off the thought. Don't do that, Gabe. Stop caring. I stood up and limped toward the bathroom. I felt sticky and exhausted, so I stripped off my clothes and stepped into the shower, letting the cold water wash over my ski

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